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Months passed, years changed.
Varun and Alia's relationship is getting closer, even Alia has introduced Varun to her mother, Parwati. Varun was very happy to get to know Parvati's mother.
From his view, he could feel the affection of a mother that he almost rarely felt when with his mother.
"Darling.." said Alia.
Varun was at Alia's house. "*Hh**mm*." replied Varun turning her head.
"When are you gonna ask me to meet your family ?" alia asked while embracing Varun from behind.
Varun then turned his body and looked at Alia who was so close to him.
"Is that so important to you ?" ask Varun back.
"Yahh of course. But if you mind it's okay" Alia replied as she turned her face away.
Varun saw disappointment on the girl's face.
"Alright Princess, I will take you to meet my mother" Varun said as she pinched Alia's two cheeks that looked adorable as she pouted.
"iiihhh.. Sakiitt" said Alia rubbing her cheek.
Varun just smiled looking at Alia.
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The Khanna Family Residence.
Varun walked while holding Alia's hand into his house. For the first time, Alia was fascinated to see every room in the house.
Varun's residence that seemed very luxurious made Alia really amazed. For him the house was like a palace because it had a very spacious room.
With a very large decorative lamp hanging in the middle of the living room. Some of the servants seemed to greet as they walked.
Arriving at the guest room, Varun invited Alia to sit down.
"Sit down" said Varun as he lay down on the sofa.
"Darling, is this really your house ?" ask Alia who is still glancing here and there.
"No, it's my Mom and Dad's house" Varun replied, looking indifferent.
" It's the same.., uuhhh.." pinch Alia.
At work, Ms. Tara's.
"Sorry Madam, the Young Master came with his girlfriend" Sam told reporters. "And now it's in the guest room" the waiter added.
Mrs. Tara then got up from her seat and headed for the living room. There's Mrs guest. Tara saw her son sitting side by side with Alia while joking.
When Mrs. Tara appears and the two stand up. Mrs. Tara stared intently at Alia, so Alia felt a bit awkward.
Alia came to visit Ny. Tara, then intend to touch her feet, not until Alia's hand, Ny.Tara rewind step ny back. Alia tried to smile, though,
"Sit down" said Mrs. Tara later.
Varun and Alia sat down again.
"mother.me and Alia.. "
"Mom knows. "cut off Mrs. Tara's. "The two of you have a special relationship" he added.
"So, I already know." asked Varun, his mother nodded with a smile. Varun and Alia looked and smiled.
"Mrs dinner is ready" said one of the maids.
"Let's have dinner first" she asked. Tara, then leave.
"Come.." Take Varun to Alia.
They also followed in the footsteps. Tara's. After that sit sweetly enjoying dinner together.
Alia sat beside Varun, she ate without saying anything. He kept watching Mrs. Tara, the food she swallowed felt so hard, somehow her feelings suddenly felt bad.
"I went to the toilet for a while" said Varun, then left the dining table.
After Varun left, Alia's feelings grew increasingly unsettled. Then he stopped eating and sipped a glass of water.
"How's the food ?" ask Ny. Tara arrived.
Alia nodded and stopped eating him for a moment.
"Why don't you finish the food.., you don't find food like this in your house" she added. Tara again.
Alia was surprised to hear it and looked at Madam.Tara irritatedly.
"I mean Auntie ?" alia.
"I'm trying to appreciate your feelings, but before things go any further, you'd better try to forget my son" she said. Tara while taking food and putting it on her plate.
Alia swallowed her saliva. His heart felt humiliated to hear the words of his lover's mother.
"But.. Why Auntie ?"
"Because Varun has been betrothed to the woman of my choice" replied Mrs. Tara and stared hard at Alia.
There were no tears falling down Alia's cheek. The first meeting with Varun's mother had deeply broken her heart.
"If you do have shame, leave her as soon as possible before your feelings of love deepen" Ms. Tara added.
Alia also stood up because she could not stand the words of Mrs. Tara's.
"Sorry aunt, I beg you to say goodbye" said Alia and then left the dining table, wiping her tears. Mrs. Tara let him, smiling happily.
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